Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Jiang Zhe heard Sister Liao's voice in a daze, opened his eyes, and saw Sister Liao approaching.

"Are you awake? Get up early."

Jiang Zhe nodded, tried to open his eyes to make himself more awake, then turned to look at the window.

Through the curtains, I could see that it was still dark.

When he regained some consciousness, he tried to get up.

I was so busy yesterday that just as I was about to go to bed, I received a call from Christie's.

Thinking of the news from Christie's yesterday, I suddenly became energetic and hurried to wash up.

As Sister Liao prepared clothes for Jiang Zhe, she asked, "Last night, I heard you answering the phone in a daze. Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Zhe spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth and said vaguely, "Good news. News from Christie's."

"Really? The auction was closed?" Sister Liao paused, then picked up a tie and placed it in the most convenient place. "How much?"

Jiang Zhe quickly rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, and then bared his teeth in front of the mirror.

He observed his teeth and said, "12.6, knife."

Sister Liao saw him walk out of the bathroom and put down her clothes. "About a million Chinese Yuan? Congratulations! Your work is worth over a million. You've crossed a threshold."

The two sat down at the dining table together.

"Almost. After deducting various fees and taxes, there isn't that much left." Jiang Zhe was in a good mood, and his appetite was whetted as he looked at the sumptuous breakfast.

Sister Liao served Jiang Zhe a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. "What are the themes of the paintings auctioned in the United States?"

Jiang Zhe replied: "The theme of life in the American West."

Liao Zhe put the porridge next to Jiang Zhe and said, "Try the temperature of the porridge. You didn't live there, so can you paint the atmosphere there? This doesn't seem to match your artistic concept."

Jiang Zhe said: "There is no other way. This is the advice of Christie's Auction House. You can only paint based on your skills and experience, and of course learn a little from the paintings of your predecessors. Such paintings are definitely not representative works, they can only be regarded as catering to the market."

He took a sip of the porridge: "It's delicious."

Sister Liao also took a sip and said, "It's a little hot, drink it slowly."

Jiang Zhe picked up a piece of pickle, but at this moment his cell phone rang.

He glanced at his phone and said, "Wang Zhen called. You eat first. I was a little tired after receiving the call yesterday, so I didn't call Wang Zhen. I guess she is waiting anxiously."

After pressing the answer button, Wang Zhen's voice came: "Is Jiang Zhe awake? Did you receive the message from Christie's?"

Jiang Zhe said, "Received. Sorry, I was too tired yesterday and went to sleep. Deal done."

Wang Zhen said: "I was getting a little anxious waiting, so I called directly to ask for the result.

I'm calling to congratulate you and also to discuss with you what you should do if you run into Liang Gui and others today.

Seeing Sister Liao indicating that they should talk while eating, Jiang Zhe said to Wang Zhen, "Thank you. Let's talk about it when we meet again."

Wang Zhen guessed that Jiang Zhe might have something wrong, so he said, "Okay, I'll go directly to the hotel where you are staying to find you."

Seeing Jiang Zhe put down the phone, Sister Liao asked, "What did Wang Zhen say?"

Jiang Zhe said, "She wanted to discuss with me what to do if she encounters Liang Gui and others again."

Sister Liao ate her breakfast in a very elegant manner and spoke slowly: “I have thought about this matter for you.

They see you as a competitor and try to suppress you. It is unwise of them. Although you are young, you cannot let others bully you. What you need to do is to fight back, let them see your strength, and then they will not dare to provoke you easily in the future.

It would be best if a counterattack left an impression in his mind. There are not many opportunities to make an opponent remember a lesson, and today is a good opportunity. "

Jiang Zhe said, "I know what you said makes sense, but I can't figure out how to do it specifically. My paintings are sold at a higher price than his, so it seems like I'm outshining him, but if he doesn't care or pretends nothing happened, it seems like it's really hard to deal with."

Sister Liao smiled and said, "Yesterday morning, you two had an unpleasant experience, and in the afternoon, some news spread everywhere. Who do you think did it?

Most likely the other party spread the news deliberately.

If your work is not sold at a price that is lower than his, you will be inferior to him in terms of momentum. You can ask Wang Zhen to find out if there is any unfavorable news about you before the auction of your work? If there is, it must be done by him or someone related to him. "

Jiang Zhe said, "I want to teach him a lesson, too." Sister Liao whispered to Jiang Zhe. "Tell Wang Zhen these words, and I'll help you with the rest."

Jiang Zhe said: "Do we need to drag you into this?"

"If he is just simply competing with you in creation, then I won't interfere. But since someone has started to use shady tactics, I won't be polite either." Sister Liao looked like she was protecting her child.

Jiang Zhe didn't want to spend too much energy on these things, and he believed in Sister Liao's judgment, so he just followed her advice.

After breakfast, Sister Liao helped Jiang Zhe try on clothes. "I'll take the suit you wore yesterday to the dry cleaners. When you come here next time, you'll have clothes to change into."

Jiang Zhe looked in the mirror, enjoying Sister Liao's tenderness.

This outfit is similar in style to yesterday's, just with a slightly different color.

Sister Liao drove Jiang Zhe back to the hotel and gave him some instructions before parting.

Today, Jiang Zhe came back early and the teachers and students had not yet started to gather.

He sat down in the lobby, and soon he saw Wang Zhen hurriedly walking into the lobby.

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Jiang Zhe stood up and waved to Wang Zhen. "Here."

Wang Zhen saw Jiang Zhe, walked over quickly, sat down next to Jiang Zhe and said, "I found out a few things.

Before the auction started, several big buyers heard news from abroad that your works were not favored by experts.

It seems that more than one person is spreading this news.

It’s so immoral.”

Jiang Zhe frowned, as Sister Liao had guessed it right.

"Do you know who is spreading this?"

Wang Zhen said: "The person who told me the news was a buyer. He was hesitant after hearing the news, so he did not make a bid at the special auction of Times Auction.

However, when the news of the Christie's auction came, he regretted it again.

This morning, he called me and asked me all sorts of questions.
I found out some information by asking around.

I could tell that the buyer was very angry. But when I asked him who told him the fake news, he refused to tell me.

Jiang Zhe said: "How do you want to deal with it?"

Wang Zhen said: "Your competitor spread false information. We must make him suffer a great loss and teach him a lesson."

Jiang Zhe told Wang Zhen what Sister Liao said.

After hearing this, Wang Zhen pondered for a moment, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter: "This is what you thought of."

Jiang Zhe said: "If you think it's okay, let's do it."

Wang Zhen suddenly realized.

She thought for a while before saying, "I'll take care of the rest. Leave a deep impression on him. You just need to act calm and composed."

After saying that, he went out to make a phone call.

Teachers and students from the School of Art came out one after another to gather.

Teacher Hu saw Jiang Zhe in new clothes and guessed that he went out again last night. "Did you eat?"

"Ate."

"Once everyone is gathered, set off immediately."

Teachers and students gathered and prepared to go to the art museum to participate in the event.

Wang Zhen came back and had already made arrangements for Jiang Zhe.

(End of this chapter)